Today has not been a good day. It's cold, windy, busy in the office, my lunch was mediocre and my reading material was depressing. Sometimes, when I'm having a bad day, I find myself gravitating toward media that will only make it worse: case in point, I spent my lunch break reading The Kiss by Kathryn Harrison.

At any rate -- I've been listening to Mary Timony's "Blood Tree" on repeat for 20-30 minutes now and, honestly, it's fantastic. I mean, every song on The Golden Dove is great, but "Blood Tree" is really wonderful.

I love that this song is simultaneously dark and sad and rich and full of life -- I love its world weariness and it's forward momentum. I love that it seems to say, "Go, go, it's just not worth it, I give up," while also building up this glorious sense of defiance and nonchalance. Which, is, you know, essentially how I feel about things like work and Mondays: defiant and nonchalant.